You seem to be enjoying this a lot, and I’m starting to wonder if I really am. I try to think non sexy thoughts, hoping my erection will subside and...be less painful. My brain is a bit scrambled, and The Divinyls song, Pleasure and Pain, is playing in my mind over and over. I don’t know how long you’ve been gone, maybe 5 minutes. I can’t tell. Your voice sounds softer now. “Oh, you poor little boy. Does that big red cock hurt? Are those balls aching? Let Mistress Red help you.” You open a. "Be careful. I'm going to go change. These are new, and they aren't even remotely broken in." She tugged at her jeans to illustrate. Not to mention that my panties are probably damp, she thought as he stretched before heading toward the door, highlighting his fit, muscular frame.Now aroused beyond any hope of turning back, Christine changed into a short skirt and a top with an embroidered cat on it. The cat's glimmering rhinestone eyes centered perfectly on her left breast, defying anyone not. The two doors are a nice feature that allows each person to enter and exit without having to climb over your tent mate. Once the tent was set up I tossed our sleeping pads and bags inside, then gathered some stones and made a fire ring about 10 feet from the front of the tent. We had a nice small fire going in a few minutes. I told Ash we had to inflate the air mattress and then slide them into the sleeve on the bottom of the sleeping bags while I cooked up dinner. Ash asked me “Which one is. Encouraged by this I start to work on your thighs. Your oh so smooth thighs, and I’m now struggling to hide and control my erection. My hands stop just short of your pussy, working on the soft skin at the top of your thighs. You’re aroused, I can feel it in your movement, sense it in your breathing and smell your beautiful pussy juices, the most erotic smell in the world. I lean over you and whisper, “Would you like a personal massage?”With only a moment’s hesitation you answer, “Yes – Yes.